Post by :o: SIMP :o: on Dec 22, 2008 20:12:56 GMT -5
Name: Tyrrah (i'm not sure what the names of the dogs are like... if that's not right I'll change it))
Age: 33 moons
Gender:Female
Rank: Dog (will be trying out for leader)
Appearance:Tyrrah is a medium-sized wild dog. She's got long legs, mottled with orange and white. Her muzzle is black, and the black stretches over the top of her head and covers her back. She also has a black tail, it is very fluffy and tipped with white. The sides of her face are a dark, gingery color. Her paws are mottled, again, but mainly white with some black splotching. Her muzzle is speckled with orange, also. She has small, torn ears and flaming orange eyes.
Personality:Tyrrah is a cunning, intelligent wild dog. She's extremely calculating, with a fiery, bloodthirsty disposition. She always thinks before she acts, but having a complete lack of conscience added to this cruel brilliance, it doesn't take long for her to make a decision. She's extremely wily, preferring to act though trickery rather then straight-up. Tyrrah's voice is calm, sweet, and unwary dogs often are entranced by her golden voice. She is a vicious, nasty dog, however, and has terrible ambitions. However, she's very level-headed all the time, and never acts without reason (though the reason may be very slight.)
History: Tyrrah was one of six pups in her mother's litter. She was the largest and strongest, the others being somewhat scrawny. Her mother, Grix, was very old from having so many pups and was losing her vision. Tyrrah managed to cut the milkflow off of all the other pups for herself, by cunningly imitating the other pup's voices, and soon all five died but for her. Her mother was very sad, because she didn't understand why they were dead. Tyrrah became a Learner (tell me if things are different) and left her mother forever, uncaring towards her. The pack soon slaughtered her, for Grix was making the pack weaker. Only the strong could survive-- and Tyrrah remembered that for the rest of her life. She became a full Dog in the eyes of the Pack. She was never the strongest or fastest, but she was well known as the most clever and for that she was respected, along with her viciousness and lack of mercy to those that displeased her.
Age: 33 moons
Gender:Female
Rank: Dog (will be trying out for leader)
Appearance:Tyrrah is a medium-sized wild dog. She's got long legs, mottled with orange and white. Her muzzle is black, and the black stretches over the top of her head and covers her back. She also has a black tail, it is very fluffy and tipped with white. The sides of her face are a dark, gingery color. Her paws are mottled, again, but mainly white with some black splotching. Her muzzle is speckled with orange, also. She has small, torn ears and flaming orange eyes.
Personality:Tyrrah is a cunning, intelligent wild dog. She's extremely calculating, with a fiery, bloodthirsty disposition. She always thinks before she acts, but having a complete lack of conscience added to this cruel brilliance, it doesn't take long for her to make a decision. She's extremely wily, preferring to act though trickery rather then straight-up. Tyrrah's voice is calm, sweet, and unwary dogs often are entranced by her golden voice. She is a vicious, nasty dog, however, and has terrible ambitions. However, she's very level-headed all the time, and never acts without reason (though the reason may be very slight.)
History: Tyrrah was one of six pups in her mother's litter. She was the largest and strongest, the others being somewhat scrawny. Her mother, Grix, was very old from having so many pups and was losing her vision. Tyrrah managed to cut the milkflow off of all the other pups for herself, by cunningly imitating the other pup's voices, and soon all five died but for her. Her mother was very sad, because she didn't understand why they were dead. Tyrrah became a Learner (tell me if things are different) and left her mother forever, uncaring towards her. The pack soon slaughtered her, for Grix was making the pack weaker. Only the strong could survive-- and Tyrrah remembered that for the rest of her life. She became a full Dog in the eyes of the Pack. She was never the strongest or fastest, but she was well known as the most clever and for that she was respected, along with her viciousness and lack of mercy to those that displeased her.
wow! that waqs good but you didnt scoop up a zebra i like zebras i want to be one dont you i wish that they hunted mice!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but thats okay i will become the leader of all of the packs and slowly take over mwa ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha okay i may not take over its okay dont worry i wont hurt you or your animals he he he i will merely be your queen
its cool 
